"Dominic," I sigh, pulling the covers back up, "last night was incredible." I give him a sideways smile. "And, I definitely encourage you to do that again."

"You cannot be serious." He gets to his feet and turns away, running a hand through his thick, wavy hair.

I laugh, and he whips around, astonishment shadowing his face in the early light, and I laugh again.

"What is so funny?" he demands in a whisper.

"You." I answer, shaking my head.

His brows ...